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Couldn’t help keeping it in my feed 🥹🫶

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Yes,we do get sick too🙂

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Just me and the beautiful afternoon 🍁🍀

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📖 Diary Entry — 28 June 2025 | Saturday

Title: The Day I Broke — But Didn't Shatter

Today was heavy.

I received a result I never expected — a POC in Physiology viva. I passed, yes… but not in the way I always have. Not with the pride, the grace, or the confidence I’ve known for so long.

For a girl who has always stood tall in her class, who topped with effort, sincerity, and prayers — this felt like a storm.

My heart felt like it broke into tiny pieces I didn’t know how to gather.

And I kept asking myself:

“Why me?”

When others did fine… when I tried to help people, stayed sincere, worked honestly…

why did I fall behind?

I felt like everything I built — my respect, my image, my self-worth — was slipping through my fingers.

But then something else happened.

I sat with the pain. I stopped running from it.

And I talked to Allah.

And I reminded myself that this fall might be part of a bigger plan.

Maybe Allah is not punishing me — maybe He's protecting me.

From pride. From burnout. From being too attached to worldly praise.

Today, I cried. But I didn’t collapse.

I reached out for help — and I found comfort in unexpected words, reminding me that this moment is not the end.

It's just a pause. A necessary dip in a much greater journey.

So I’m keeping this entry as proof —

That even when I felt at my lowest… I still chose to hope.

I still chose to believe that Hafsa isn’t done.

That Allah still sees me.

That I can rebuild — softer, wiser, and stronger.

InshaaAllah, one day, I’ll look back at this and whisper:

That day didn’t break me — it built me.

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Day 1 as a Senior

June 17, 2025

Today was a day I always knew would come — but I never quite imagined how it would feel. It's officially my first day as a senior.

Honestly, it feels like just yesterday I walked into the hostel for the first time as a junior, full of nerves and uncertainty. Back then, everything was so new, so overwhelming. But I was lucky — I had good seniors around me. They made the transition easier, warmer. And ever since then, somewhere deep inside, I held onto this little intention: If I ever get the chance to be a senior, I’ll try to be the sweetest one.

I know I have mood swings (sometimes quite bad, honestly), but despite that, I want my juniors to feel at home — to feel safe, seen, and supported.

My junior arrived at the hostel yesterday. Today, she came to my room, and we had a lovely introduction. I genuinely tried to give her a warm welcome, even though my exams are going on. Her mom was there too, and surprisingly, she was so impressed with us that she brought us dinner! That gesture touched me deeply. It reminded me of one of my previous seniors — she once promised to treat us but never got the time. I don’t blame her; life gets busy. But today I truly realised — if you really want to do something, you’ll make time for it.

And then came that moment.

She said "Apu" for the first time.

I can’t describe how that felt. A strange warmth filled my heart. It was real — I had officially stepped into the role I once looked up to.

And something else made today even more special — I had a really good conversation with two of my seniors. For the first time in my entire 1-year medical life, we talked so openly. We laughed together and just enjoyed the moment. It felt like we both left a good impression on each other. It made me feel proud — proud to be their junior, and proud to now step into that same place for someone else.

When people praise you behind your back, when you feel that quiet recognition — I think that's the most rewarding feeling.

There’s a long journey ahead as seniors. I don’t know what it holds, but I truly hope I can be the kind of senior I once needed — kind, caring, and real.

Here’s to new beginnings. 🌸

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Day 2 of Eid- Ul - Azha

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It’s my birthday today.

No big announcements, no loud celebrations—just how I like it.

I’ve always kept this day quiet, personal.

Didn’t tell anyone, didn’t expect much.

And honestly? I’m happy.

Grateful for the calm, the simplicity,

and the chance to reflect on how far I’ve come.

Sometimes, the best kind of celebration

is just being at peace with yourself

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Ramadan day 13:

I had grand plans to write every day during Ramadan, but here I am, staring at the calendar on the 13th day. Balancing everything has turned out to be more challenging than juggling watermelons while riding a unicycle! The past two weeks have been packed with exams—I've tackled the written portion, and now I just have the viva left. I’m in full study mode, aiming to wrap that up next week, insha'Allah.

At first, I thought I could manage studying two para of the Quran each day, but then came my Anatomy exam, which was about as enjoyable as stepping on a Lego. That glorious plan fell off track, and now I find myself on the 18th para when I should be at 23. No worries, though! I’m determined to catch up and reach my goal by the 20th of Ramadan, insha'Allah.

But for now, my five-minute break is over, and it’s time for me to dive back into the books. Let’s hope the knowledge sticks this time!I

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Life goes on.

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RAMADAN DAY 1 : Ramadan was my first away from my family, and it turned out to be the opposite of what I had imagined. Unlike many who feel anxious about spending Ramadan alone, I was genuinely excited for this experience. Being in the hostel, my first concern was never about iftar or suhoor—food has never been a worry for me, especially in Ramadan. This is the month of Allah, a time when His servants fast for His sake, and I firmly believe that He is Ar-Razzaq, the ultimate Provider.

My greatest concern was whether I would be able to complete the recitation of the Qur’an in time. Since the age of ten, my siblings and I had a tradition of racing to see who could finish the Qur’an first in Ramadan. This year, I was alone, and on top of that, I had exams—my first time facing academic pressures during this sacred month. I feared procrastination, worried that I might struggle to balance my studies and my Qur’an recitation.

Yet, Alhamdulillah, here I am, just two hours away from iftar, having completed my study goals for tomorrow and recited two paras of the Qur’an today. "And whoever puts their trust in Allah, then He alone is sufficient for them." (Surah At-Talaq: 3). Indeed, it's not about how difficult things appear but how we choose to approach them. When we sincerely make time for Allah, He makes everything else fall into place.

Alhamdulillah, I feel blessed to be a Muslim. I pray that I complete this Ramadan with devotion and sincerity, earning Allah’s forgiveness and mercy. “Indeed, Allah loves those who turn to Him in repentance and purify themselves.” (Surah Al-Baqarah: 222).

Ya Allah, accept my fasts, my prayers, and my efforts in this blessed month. Make the Qur’an the light of my heart and a witness for me, not against me, on the Day of Judgment. Strengthen my faith, grant me steadfastness, and purify my soul. O Most Merciful, forgive all my sins—those I remember and those I have forgotten. Bestow Your mercy upon my parents, my family, and all Muslims around the world. Ya Rabb, allow me to leave this Ramadan with my heart cleansed, my faith renewed, and my sins erased.

Ameen, Ya Rabbal Alameen.

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As the year 2024 comes to a close, if I have been rude to you, please work on yourself so I don't have to address it next year. That's all. 😎

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It's not rude to protect your peace by refusing to participate in chaos

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Alhamdulillah!! First term done!!

It'll always be special

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25 posts!

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: Why are you single?

Me: I'm just too precious to be handed to others 😎